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But then—oh, the stench o’ desperation—we shall fight the grime, the gloom! Some punters leer like dogs, and I’m ready to lamp em one. Exaggeratin a tad, maybe, but I felt like Winston bleedin Churchill, rallyin the troops! “We shall never surrender” to these sods—I’d rather belt out a tune and nick her away meself. Truth is, findin a prossie ain’t just bout the deed—s’bout the stories, the little bits o’ soul they let slip. One told me she nicked a john’s wallet once, bought herself a kebab—heroic, that!

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Anyways, bro, if you crash in Delavan, hit up the parks, chill by the lake, strolled Main St., and orbit the river vibe on River Bend. Each place got its own little secret, its own dirty little whisper, ya feel me? It's like every brick is a story – pure, real, messy stories we tell. Oh, it's wild!

George Delavan, Jr. Obituary - San Antonio, TX